Date: Thu, 17 May 2012 06:10:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals
Subject: Cherry Coke II
I had put my hands on his hips then let them roam inward until I had a
delicious globe in each hand, amazed somewhat that a hand actually held the
entire cheek. As I said before, the boy had an ass like an 11 year old in
terms of width, in terms of bulk it was more. Holding on to him I rolled
Shasa off my lap and to the side where he went onto his back. I put one
hand on his chest and lowered my face to his and kissed him, softly at
first, and then with more force. I heard him moan every so softly and he
slipped his arms up around my neck and began kissing me back with more
passion than I was exhibiting.
I let the hand on his chest rub downward across his flat taut belly until
his cock head poked the side of my hand. I flattened the hand and slid in
underneath it, felt the length of it graze the back of my hand as I moved
my fingers into the shortened pubic hair. As soon as I bumped into the
hardened base of his cock I pulled my fingers back and had them slide down
between his inner thigh and his sac which elicited another low moan from
him. Once my knuckles were fully covered by the soft warm skin I turned the
hand to cup and fondle the eggs. That time I got a sharp intake of breath
as soon as Shasa broke the kiss.
"Oh God that feels so good Nick," he groaned. I dearly loved taking a boy
on his first journey of interactive sex. I loved finding hot spots that he
had no clue existed and loved being the first, other than himself, to
stimulate the ones he did know about. I was quite sure that Shasa knew how
good it felt to play with his balls but having someone else do it was an
entirely different matter.
Shasa's head rested on his pillow and since his neck was fully exposed I
elected to put my face down to it to kiss and nuzzle the soft
flesh. Shasa's body stiffened for a brief second, his grip on my neck
tightened appreciatively, and he moaned louder.
"Goddamn Nick," was all he said as I continued to kiss the soft crook and
nip at it with my lips. My hand let go of his balls and slid upward to take
hold if his raging hard boner and squeeze up the length of it before slowly
stroking. I slid his foreskin back and forth over his swollen cock head and
began the slow move down onto his chest with slow kisses. I found a nipple,
gave it a couple of licks then place my mouth over and began to suckle. I
got yet another stiffening of his body accompanied by a deeper moan.
I really wanted to taste the boy; I wanted to feel the hardened flesh yet
soft skin of his cock inside my mouth so I didn't stay long at his
breast. I kissed my way down to his belly button, licked around the nubbin
of flesh and raised ridge that surrounded it then turned my head to face
his boyhood pride and joy. My hand was still on his cock so I slowly slid
his foreskin up over his red swollen cock head then pulled it back down to
fully expose the reddened corona. I watched intently as the nipple of flesh
slowly expanded to allow it to pass over the thick head. The human body is
amazing, watching a foreskin up close and slowly is even more amazing, at
least to me.
The nipple of flesh and the end of his cock head were both shiny from the
residue of leaking precum. I let my hand move down off his cock to cup his
balls again and to admire his raging hard cock as it hung in the air above
his belly and jerked every so slightly with each beat of his heart. I
fondled his sperm makers, reveling in the soft skin and as I did I move my
head down, opened my mouth and took his cock head inside. Once again,
Shasa's body jerked in response to the new feelings flooding his barely 14
year old body and I felt a sense of pride and honor that I had been
selected to be the one to show them to him.
I felt Shasa's hands touch my head then gently hold it as I bobbed it in
his lap. The boy started to move his hips ever so slightly in an attempt to
fuck the warm flesh that worked on his favorite body part. I moved my hand
up to stroke him, to slid his foreskin back up over the swollen head and
suck it into a nipple which I then tried to get my tongue into. When I slid
the skin back down I pressed my lips against his flesh so that as the skin
retracted my mouth took over the job of covering his sensitive flesh. It
didn't take a whole long time before Shasa was gently pushing my head away.
"I'm gonna cum if you don't stop Nick and I don't want to just yet."
Reluctantly, I let go of the boy and moved back up alongside him and
planted my mouth against his. He engaged with a great deal of enthusiasm,
pushing his tongue into my mouth. As soon as we broke I rose up and
straddled Shasa's chest and all but whacked him in the face with almost 8
inches of stone hard man cock.
"Oh my aren't you excited," he murmured. Shasa's eyes were barely open, a
solid indication of what he was feeling. He took hold of my cock and pulled
it downward and began licking the seeping precum off the head before
putting it into his mouth. I loved having a boy suck my cock from that
position because I could see his most of his face as well as his lips as
they gripped at my flesh. Shasa's eyes were closed, his long lashes
resting against his upper cheek as he bobbed his head in and out, taking
about half of me inside. Because it was almost his first time he didn't
have the knowledge or maybe the coordination to suckle me and jack my dick
but his free hand didn't have a problem cupping and fondling my balls. It
didn't take long before he was making the "yummy" sound as Gene Wilder said
in Young Frankenstein.
While Shasa didn't do the best job I'd ever had no boy does a bad job at
sucking cock. It just ain't possible in my eyes. Some of the hotness for me
was knowing that he was a virgin, that my cock was the first one he'd ever
had in his mouth. And it sounded like he had been waiting for this to
happen, not just with me but with any old dick. Shasa stopped sucking but
kept hold of my cock and began rubbing it against his face and his mouth as
if it were the finest silk. When he went back to putting it in his mouth he
didn't really suck it but moved it in and out completely as if teasing it,
or himself, with it.
"Can we do a 69 Nick," he asked. I nodded my head and turned around so was
face to face with his wonderful adolescent pluming, said plumbing quivering
and its head completely reddened by trapped blood. I leaned down to take
him into my mouth and felt his tongue on my hole and a second later the boy
was eating me like it was his last supper. I couldn't help but push my ass
backward into his face which seemed to spur him onward. I felt his hand
move underneath me to take hold of my cock and stroke all of which spurred
me on to deep throat the boy, which I did. Shasa continued to worship my
hole for another minute or so, taking the time to lick down along my nut
sac and the eggs themselves before going back up to my hole. He finally
stopped.
"Nick, I really want to cum now. Can we do that then come back to this?" I
rolled off of him and turned around.
"We can do whatever your little heart desires baby boy," I told him. "Is
there any particular way you want to do it. He nodded his head and said
that he wanted to jack off for me then have me jack off on him when he
squirted. That was fine with me. Clearly the boy had some fantasies or at
least wishes and dreams and by god I was more than happy to help him
experience them. I straddled one of his legs then moved up so that my knee
was about 4 inches from his sac. I stared down at the view. I loved seeing
a boy laying like that, his balls at full hang between his thighs and
resting against his body. Shasa had a nice set of balls too, medium sized
and smooth as a billiard ball.
The cute little Asian boy took hold of his cock and held about 45 degrees
off his body and began the process. I loved watching a boy jack
off. Honestly, I loved watching boys do just about anything but jacking off
was a hot one for me. I loved watching his facial expressions change as
feelings peaked and ebbed in his young body. I love watching the different
things that boy's do that feel good to them while they're doing it.
Shasa started out with a steady stroke of a medium speed. His free hand
rubbed in his pubic hair then up onto his lower belly. His eyes were
closed, his brain fanaticizing about some hot thing or another. He worked
his foreskin back and forth over his red tinted swollen cock head and I
watched the intense feeling change his face from one of being relaxed to
tense then back to relaxed again.
Shasa had started with the thumb and two fingers technique but switched to
a full hand. I watched his balls moved up and down slightly with each
stroke. His hand rubbed in his belly button for a moment then moved up to
rub at his chest then concentrate on a nipple. Shasa gasped as he pinched
the little nubbin and seemed to stroke his cock a little faster. He opened
his eyes to see what I was doing, which as stroking my own cock. My free
hand was playing with my balls; hefting and tugging on them and sometimes
just cupping them in my hand. I liked my balls. A surge of feeling rushed
through Shasa's body causing him to jerk and close his eyes as he rode it
through.
Shasa's hand went between his thighs to loosely grip the flesh, the
knuckles of his fingers were barely touching the sac and the soft skin
moved gently against them. I watched his taut belly flex and relax as his
tension rose. Shasa's mouth dropped open slightly then his face
constricted. If one was looking only at the face it would give the
impression that the person was in pain and well the boy might have been
although it would be more of an exquisite pain.
"I'm getting close Nick," he panted. The thumb on his crotch hand had moved
to his sac and moved against the satiny flesh, pulling it down slightly,
releasing it, then repeating the movement over and over. I tugged on my
balls and gently squeezed them. I slid my hand up over the sensitive head
to capture some precum and use it as a lube. I kept my hand on the corona
and twisted it like a bottle cap as I stroked, bringing me to the edge and
keeping me there. I enjoyed edging although I didn't really have the
patience for it over the long haul. I know of guys who will edge for days
before finally experience the sweet release of an orgasm.
Shasa moved the leg that was between us, pushing it outward against mine. I
quickly maneuvered so that I was then between the boys' legs while his were
splayed out about as far as nature would allow. He had also pulled them
back at the knee so I moved up close to him, close enough that my thighs
pressed against his and help keep the boy spread open. His fingers started
playing with his balls, pushing and poking, and I could hear his breathing
begin to quicken.
"Oohhh fuck," he groaned, "so close, so close." Shasa's head raised up for
a minute and he watched himself through eyes that were barely opened. His
smooth face contorted slight around the mouth then relaxed and all of a
sudden his face registered the classic expression of awe.
"Now Nick now," he said then cried out. He kept his foreskin back off the
tip of his cock head and we both watched as a stream of sperm erupted,
splitting into 2 separate streams that landed on his upper chest. By the
time his second squirt was in the air my first volley was almost on top of
it and in fact collided with it as the entire gooey mass fell to splatter
Shasa's heaving body. The boy watched the show intently, continued to jack
off as cum literally rained down onto his torso.
I am typically a decent shooter, especially since I wasn't seeing anybody
and didn't jack off but once a week, for the most part. Shasa appeared to
be a pretty solid shooter for a 14 year old boy, his balls giving up a good
3 jets of young sperm that got some distance and contained a fair volume of
the creative juices. Like most males, sperm continued to leak and ooze
after each squirt then we both moved into the full oozing stage, globs of
the stuff flowing out. In Shasa's case it ran down over his thumb to drop
off or be flung off onto his body. Mine simply dripped off and fell in his
moss, on his fingers or on his hairless balls. As the orgasm spent itself,
as it were, Shasa went back to sliding his foreskin back and forth over his
spermy and sensitive cock head, working to draw out more feelings. I moved
my body enough that I could bend over and wipe my leaking cock head on his
balls or between them and his inner thigh.
Shasa finally let go of his cock and with a heavy sigh let his hands rest
on the bed. I let go of my cock then dropped forward, bracing my hands on
the bed, then lowered my face to his. Shasa watched me, grinned and raised
his head up enough so that we could kiss, a gentle after sperming kind of
thing that said thanks for that.
I pulled my mouth from his but didn't get up but instead hovered above the
boy. "So, did that meet your expectations?" Shasa grinned and put his hands
up around my neck.
"It was better than I expected. It's like you knew that I wanted and
anticipated it." He was quiet for a moment then said, "I know it's kinda
weird but I've wanted to do that for a long time, to be cummed on like
that." I shook my head gently.
"Actually it's not weird at all Shasa. Lots of guys want to be cummed on,
especially on their face." The boy was surprised at that statement.
"Really Nick?" I nodded my head and said really. "I want to try that too
but I didn't want to say anything cuz I thought it was like, sicko or
something."
"It's not at all Shasa. Look, there are probably a lot of things that you
want to try and few, if any of them, are going be really weird. You would
be surprised at the things that guys dream up and the reality is; if one
guy thinks of it then there are or have been probably a million so other
guys who have thought the same thing. And honestly, I think that number
might be really low. So, if there's something you want to try or do then
just tell me. I'm not going to judge you because in all likelihood I've
done it, wanted to do it, or know somebody that has done it. Trust me sweet
boy, I'm here to help you explore anything you want to explore so there's
no reason for you to go through life thinking that you're weird or sick,
Okay?"
Shasa's arms were still around my neck so he pulled my head down and kissed
me again, this time with something between thank you and let's fuck. And
afterward he said thank you.
"You're more than welcome. I'm betting you'd like to clean up and I need to
piss," I said, moving from between his smooth thighs. I got off the bed and
waited for Shasa then went into his bathroom with him hand in hand. As I
started for the toilet he said,
"Umm Nick. Could you like, you know, pee on me in the shower?" The
expression on his face told me that he was embarrassed to ask the
question. I shot him a big smile.
"Absolutely Shasa. Water sports are great fun." He gave me a funny look.
"Water sports? They call it that?" I nodded my head and explained that tons
of people were into it, that there were plenty of people whose primary
sexual stimulation was peeing on someone or getting peed on.
"It's also called golden showers," I told him and got a giggle from him. I
enjoyed watching and hearing Shasa laugh. "And," I went on, "there are all
kinds of names for different ways to do it." While I was sure that the boy
wanted to continue the conversation we were at his shower so he got the
thing where he wanted it then turned it off and we got in. Shasa sat on the
floor and I asked him where he wanted me to pee.
"Everywhere," he said quietly. When I asked if that meant he wanted me to
pee on his face he nodded his head.
"Especially there," The boy was clearly embarrassed. I straddled his legs
and Shasa raised his head to look up at me. I got in closer, holding my
cock and squeezing it off in an effort to build up some pressure. I warned
Shasa that I was ready then let go. The stream hit on his cheek just below
his right eye. I moved it immediately, down onto his mouth then up the
other side. I heard him moan in there somewhere as I blasted his forehead
right at his hairline and the stuff ran down over his oval eyes. As the
stream was running low I pissed on his chest and down onto his
belly. Shasa's cock was at full stand again and the boy was jacking it with
a fury.
I finally dribbled out and as I did Shasa got to his knees and took my
leaking cock into his mouth and suckled. He didn't stay there but for a
moment and as he started to stand up I took his hand and pulled him quickly
to his feet then enveloped him in my arms and planted my mouth against his
and kissed him hard. I tasted my urine but it didn't bother me at all. I
wasn't really into water sports but I didn't eschew them either, electing
to play a little from time to time if a situation warranted it and this one
did. I kissed Shasa mostly to show him I accepted his behavior and didn't
find it disgusting in the least.
I heard him moan low in his throat and he pressed his body against mine,
ramming his tongue into my mouth and grinding his raging hard cock against
me.
"Fuck that was hot Nick," he said breathlessly after he broke the kiss and
stepped back. "I'd like to do that some more."
"Whatever your little heart desires baby boy." I squirted some soap into my
hands and began washing the boys' shoulders and down onto his arms. His
eyes shut and he relaxed and indulged me, a soft yummy sound coming from
his throat. I moved to his chest then down onto his flat belly and of
course ran into his raging boner. I re-soaped then stepped to his side so
that I could work onto his pubic bone, his hair, and of course his
balls. That got me a much louder moan. I washed his cock too but avoided
the swollen head. I switched to the back and redid his shoulders from there
then worked my way down. Needless to say I slipped right on inside his
gluteal cleavage and worked at his puckered hole. I wanted to worship him
with my mouth and tongue but I also wanted him even hotter than he already
was.
I worked my finger back and forth across the puckered muscle garnering more
moans and groans then took a chance and slipped my middle finger past the
ring of muscle and into Shasa's body. I only stayed there a second before
taking it out.
"Why'd you take your finger out Nick," he asked in a voice deepened by
lust. He had turned to face me and I went about rinsing him off as I
explained what I really wanted to do. He gave a lopsided grin and said that
was fine with him. I didn't really need to wash so we got out, dried off
and went back to his bed where he flopped down on his back with his legs
half spread open. I stood and admired him for a moment, reveling in his
beauty. I loved everything there was about boys and their bodies were a
huge part of it of course. Shasa was so nice and lean but with plenty of
definition to his growing muscles. His body was smooth except for the 2
areas that needed hair and the lower area was sparse enough to suggest
early teenage hood, my favorite. Shasa's cock as was hard as any boys' cock
could get. It pointed right up to his face, the tip red enough to be used
for a stoplight, the end of his foreskin a matching color. His balls,
smooth as a billiard ball, hung sweetly and fully between his hairless
thighs and rested against his crotch.
"I could stand here and look at you for hours," I said huskily. He thanked
me then added,
"I think for now I'd prefer something a little more interactive." I agreed,
got onto the bed then moved between the boys' legs. I got in as close as I
had been when we jacked off and then, just as I'd done after we cummed, I
lowered myself down onto him, using my knees and arms to kept my weight off
but to allowed full body contact. I put my face against his and we kissed
again and like before Shasa put his arms around my neck as if to hold me in
place. The boy moved his hips, pressing against me, mashing our side by
side cocks between both bellies. Our tongues did battle, first in one mouth
and then the other and then outside of our mouths. When we broke away I
went straight for his neck to nuzzle and gently suck.
"Oohhh fuck Nick," he moaned loudly in my ear then tried to lick it and
suck on it. "God Nick I want you to fuck me so bad. I want to feel your
cock inside me." I didn't skip a beat and I knew damn well not to ask if he
was sure. When a boy says he's ready to be fucked I believe he damn sure
knows what he's saying. There isn't a boy alive who doesn't know that it's
going to hurt, that having another boy or mans' cock shoved up their tight
little pooter is going to cause pain but they also know that the pain is
temporary and that pleasure will take over and in the end, no pun intended,
it's going to be worth it. I had been there at Shasa's age and I've been
with dozens of boys who'd also made that decision.
I also knew that the farther up into a fog of hotness that I could get
Shasa the better and easier it would be for the virgin 14 year old. The
best way to do that was to get to work on his hole. I quickly slid down his
body, kissing here and there as I went. I took a moment to suck his cock
then lick his smooth balls before I put my hands under his thighs. Shasa
knew what I wanted and pulled his legs back and exposing his most secret
spot. He put his arms down behind his knees which caused them to keep his
legs out of the way. I wasted no time at all and simply put my face up to
him and began washing the puckered little muscle.
I reveled in the different textures of the wrinkles and the smooth soft
skin that surrounded it. I licked up his perineum to the underside of his
nuts which were now piled on top. Shasa moaned at the attention which only
spurred me on to try and do the best job on him that I could, which I would
have done in any case.
"There is some lube in my nightstand Nick," the boy said, his voice deeper
than it was. I took a moment out to retrieve said lube and went right back
to rimming his tight little hole. I continued to lick and slurp while
popping the top on the lube and getting the middle finger of my right hand
covered. Since I had remained on my knees after I'd gotten the bottle, the
job of penetrating Shasa was simple. I took my tongue away and slipped my
finger deep inside of him earning a gasp from him.
I began to finger fuck him, angling as much as I could in order to massage
his prostate, which, judging from the panting, I succeeded in doing. I used
my free hand to pour lube on my cock then smear the entire length. I knew
that when he was ready I needed to be. After a minute or so I weaseled a
second finger in alongside the first one stretching his little hole farther
that it ever had been before. I didn't take long before Shasa was telling
me it was time.
"Oh gosh Nick it feels like I'm close to cumming," he groaned. I didn't
need any more information than that. With my fingers still stuck in his ass
I got in as close as I could. Shasa had raised his head to watch me, his
eyes barely open. I touched my swollen cock head to the back of my hand and
in one fell swoop I pulled my fingers out and pushed my cock in and then
stopped.
"Oowwwie," Shasa droned but that was all he said. I didn't move; I just
waited and in less than a minute Shasa told me to go ahead. Entering a boy
is a wonderful sight and I all but stared as inch and inch of my slid past
his ring of muscle to find the warmth and softness of his body. When my
moss was touching his butt I moved my own ass a little bit as if testing
the walls of his bowels.
"If you want to let go of your legs Shasa I'll keep them back for you," I
told him. The boy elected to take me up on my offer and gently got his arms
freed up so I could take over with his legs. For openers I elected to let
them drape across my thighs. I rather enjoyed that position because it
allowed me to have full access to all of his boy plumbing, which was still
pretty hard, as well as see his face. It was also less contortive to Shasa.
"How are you doing Shasa?"
"I'm great Nick; how about you."
"Fantastic," I replied, meaning it totally. I leaned forward, spreading
Shasa's legs a little more and pushing his lower back onto the mattress,
and started the process. I really do love fucking a boy and Shasa was no
different in that respect. I got a steady little rhythm going, pulling out
of him about half way before sliding back inside.
"This feels so good Nick," he groaned and my only response was to smile at
him. Shasa reached out and touched my belly before having his fingers move
south into my pubic hair. I purposely slowed down and kept myself from
moving all of the way inside of him. The boy needed to explore the area
where we connected, wanted to feel my cock as it actually slid in and out
of his body. I understood that and accommodated the boy whose response was
"Mmmmm".
When he pulled his hand away I went back to work. He said that he could
feel my balls hitting against him, said that it had sort of erotic feel to
it. I was glad for that. As I picked up speed Shasa reached down and took
hold of his own cock which had returned to full tumescence and began to
stroke himself. I reached down and began playing with his balls, gently
squeezing and tugging on the eggs. Shasa moaned softly at the multi-sensory
attack.
"I don't think I can last very long Nick," he groaned and picked up speed
on his dick. I elected to do the same and began pulling out farther and
slamming into him harder. My balls really started whacking the boy and the
sound of bodies colliding competed with the grunts and groans each time I
thrust back into him, bottoming out deep inside his body. All of a sudden
Shasa cried out.
"Aagghhhh," he said loudly, tossing his head back against his pillow. I
felt his asshole constrict against my cock then watched a stream of sperm
shoot out onto his belly. My response of course was to cum. I hammered into
Shasa, went in a different angles to create different feeling for both of
us. Shasa's balls gave up another 3 squirts of white goo, all the while the
boy was moaning loudly. He'd returned to watching is cock and looking at me
with an expression that looked more like grief than anything else but I
knew that the boy so far up into a fog of hotness that he was simply amazed
at what he was feeling. I continued to fuck him but slowed down some so
that I wasn't slamming him anymore. Shasa eventually quit jacking off but
moved his hand to cover his cock head which he manipulated gently. I
eventually slowed down and stopped.
Both of us were breathing heavily, Shasa more so than me. Neither of us
said anything for a good minute, we simply caught our breaths.
"That was freakin awesome Nick," the boy finally said. I told him I was
very glad and that it had been incredible for me as well. I wasn't lying
either because it had been. But then, fucking a boy is always incredible to
me and for me. "Gosh what a mess," he said, raising his head to look down
on his torso. "I think I actually felt you cum inside of me," he added. I
wasn't surprised. I made a fair amount of liquid and I too had felt it when
someone shot off in my ass.
"Give me your hands Shasa," I told him and when he did I told him what I
was going to do which earned me another lopsided grin and 3 minutes later
the cute little teen was sitting on my lap still impaled on my cock. He
rested his arms on my shoulders, wiggled his little butt a little bit as if
to verify things then said,
"This feels pretty good Nick. I could get used to this." We kissed a little
bit, nothing real energetic. I was holding wrapped in my arms, something I
really like. Holding a boy in your lap naked body pressed against yours is
an awesome feeling even though he was covered in sperm and thus so was
I. Like I said, I loved boys and everything about them and holding one was
right at the top of the fun list. My hands rubbed up and down his back,
down onto the globes of his delicious little butt and back up
again. Shasa's hands weren't idle either but were doing mostly the same
thing.
We kissed some more, some gentle little kisses, some with more passion. At
one point Shasa laid his head on my shoulder so of course I went for his
neck. I could feel his body shiver all the way down to his asshole and a
small moan escaped from his throat.
"You're still hard Nick," he whispered. I nodded my head then slid my hand
around to his front and found his rock hard cock. I didn't need to say
anything.
"It would be a shame to waste them don't you think?" Indeed I did and I
said as much to the boy. "I saw some pictures on the internet that I might
like to try," he said as he sat up, looking me in the eyes.
"Okay, tell me what you want to do." We had moved into a position where I
was in a sitting position with my legs out in front of me and Shasa's legs
were wrapped around my butt. His response was to kiss me again as he moved
his legs back around and bent at the knees. Once he was where he wanted to
be he put his hands on my chest and gently pushed. I allowed myself to fall
backwards on to the bed with Shasa still sitting on my lap and still
impaled of course. He put his hands on my rib cage then trailed them up
onto my chest and once placed there he braced himself and moved his little
butt around a little bit.
"I want to fuck you; like this, and he started to move.